The retired broom star cub is the mantra

Chapter 85 Bear boy and Xiao Lingbao are fighting
The tone of a righteous robber.

Let the whole family feel a stalk.

But Mama Liu reacted quickly: "Ah, young master wants to eat strawberry flavor, I'll make it for you again right away."

"I don't want to eat your new one." Ling Sheng was unreasonable, "I just want to eat her bowl."

"Nonsense!" Ling Yanhua's face darkened again,
"I just asked why you didn't say it? Do it again and don't want it. What do you want?"

"I don't care, I just want to eat her bowl." Ling Sheng ignored Ling Yanhua at all.

Ling Bao opened his small mouth, and was about to take the first bite, when he heard this, he put down the spoon again.

"Ling Bao, don't give it to him." Ling Yanhua frowned.

The other uncles probably thought the same in their hearts, but seeing how conscious the third child was, they kept silent.

Anyway, this bear son belongs to the third child, so he should take care of it.

Ling Yanhua picked up the bowl of dessert in front of Ling Cheng, and put it down heavily: "Eat it if you want it, and you will fall down if you don't."

In the Ling family, sons are not treated preferentially.

Among their brothers, who is not a dutiful son born under the stick and whip?
Ling Yanhua was very afraid that the old man would marry from another generation and pamper this child.

It is enough for the Ling family to have Ling Bao alone to be favored, and the son should have a good time.

"Why? You're biased!" Ling Sheng jumped off the ground, "You're not my father at all!"

He had already seen that Ling Yanhua liked Xiao Lingbao more.

Why?
He is his son!
He ignored him for so many years and bullied his mother.

He hates him!

Scumbag!

If his mother hadn't begged him, he wouldn't have come here.

Seeing Ling Yanhua's fists began to clenched...

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't be angry." Xiao Lingbao smoothed things over.

She handed her dessert to Ling Sheng: "Brother, eat my bowl."

It doesn't matter what flavor Ling Bao eats, chocolate and blueberries are also delicious.

"Ling Bao..."

Not only Ling Yanhua, but also the other uncles in the Ling family felt uncomfortable.

Ling Bao is so sensible, why should he be wronged like this?

Who knew that Ling Sheng looked at the dessert in the bowl, and his face collapsed: "Who is your brother?"

He suddenly picked up the bowl and poured it on Xiao Lingbao: "Who wants to eat your leftovers!"

Yu Peili's little native chicken had quick eyes and hands, and with one wing, he pushed little Lingbao onto the sofa.

A bowl full of desserts,

Strawberry jam, ice cream, crushed fruit biscuits...

It all splashed on the face of Ling Yixi who was sitting next to Ling Bao.

Ling Yixi...: "You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!"

"Forget it, second child..."

"Don't be like a child."

"He just came today, bear with him..."

"The third child knows about education..."

In the midst of jumping around, Ling Yanhua mentioned Ling Sheng: "Come here."

Ling Sheng went wild, punching and kicking: "Let go of me! Scumbag, let me go!"

Ling Yanhua grabbed his hands and feet and dragged him away.

Ling Yanhua shouted from upstairs: "Stand still!"

And Ling Sheng's cry: "Go away! You are not my father—"

The whole family looked at each other in blank dismay.

The little native chicken breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, it seems that this silly boy can't shake your position..."

Little Lingbao: "?"

Xiaogoudan explained: "Many people prefer sons, do you know that sons are preferred to girls? When you grow up and marry off, the family property will belong to the son."

"Oh." Xiao Lingbao responded.

Little Chicken and Puppy Egg: "..."

This girl is heartless.

Don't worry about her for nothing.

Ling Yanhua tidied up Ling Sheng for one day, and only let him go the next night.

I heard that he was alone in the room and ignored no one, and he didn't eat much of the food brought by the servant.

Looking at Ling Cheng's stubborn face, old man Ling couldn't help but sighed.

This child is what he insisted on keeping.

After all, at his age, how could he have the heart to let the flesh and blood of the Ling family live outside?
"Let's eat, the previous story will be over."

Being so tolerant made Ling Yanhua feel jealous.

Old people really dote on their grandchildren.

"Say thank you, Grandpa." He said with a cold face.

Unexpectedly, the one-day confinement did not teach Ling Sheng any lessons.

He continued to snort, turning his head.

"Meddling old man!"

The old man squeezed the chopsticks tightly.

He didn't expect his children and grandchildren to be around him, but he also didn't expect to bring back such an unlovable stubborn boy.

Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as a seven-year-old child, after all, he is also a child of their Ling family.

The future is long, teach slowly.

Fortunately, their Ling Bao is an invincible little boy.

"What does Ling Bao want to eat?" Ling Yixi asked Ling Bao quickly.

Every day for meals, the uncles enjoy adding food to Xiao Lingbao.

But this little one ate too little.

Therefore, grabbing the right to serve dishes has unknowingly become a table competition among uncles.

"Well, Zai Zai wants a bracken." Little Ling Bao said.

"No, two." Ling Yixi bargained.

"I want to eat bracken too!" Ling Sheng shouted.

Ling Yanhua glanced at him: "Cut yourself."

Ling Yixi remembered the enmity of the dessert, and also ridiculed: "You are seven years old, and you still don't know how to eat by yourself?"

As he said, he was about to pick bracken for Xiao Lingbao.

Unexpectedly, Ling Sheng stepped on the stool and climbed up to the table, and snatched the plate of bracken.

Ling Yixi's chopsticks were empty.

whole family:"……"

"Forget it," little Lingbao said with a relieved heart, "Don't be angry with the bastard uncle, Lingbao wants to eat a piece of wax gourd."

This time, before Ling Yixi could make a move, Ling Sheng dragged the plate of shrimp and winter melon to himself, and began to pick and eat the shrimp inside.

Not only that, but next, whatever he took a fancy to, he put it in front of him without asking anyone else.

All good chicken, duck and fish were poked around by him with chopsticks, making a mess.

As for the bracken and wax gourd that little Lingbao likes, he will never allow anyone to touch them.

Ling Xuanyan was the first to put down his chopsticks and raised his hands.

Ling Yixi held back his breath.

Ask Ling Bao: "Is he like this in the Wang family?"

This child, it can be seen that he did it on purpose.

"He doesn't like being in the Wang family," Xiao Lingbao didn't know if he was belatedly upset,
"Auntie Wang doesn't often bring him back."

She was at Wang's house, and she had seen Ling Sheng no more than one finger.

Little Ling Bao, exposed Ling Sheng's scars.

Ling Sheng immediately rebounded.

He picked up a slice of wax gourd and threw it towards Xiao Lingbao: "It's better than a motherless child like you."

This time, Ling Bao didn't take it anymore: "Ling Bao has a mother!"

She grabbed the wax gourd and threw it back to Ling Sheng.

slap!

It just landed on Ling Sheng's face.

Ling Cheng got angry, grabbed the bracken in front of him, and threw it at Xiao Lingbao as well.

Bracken goddess scattered flowers.

Ling Yixi on the side... was accidentally injured again.

"Ling Cheng!" Ling Yanhua shouted angrily.

Ling Sheng had only been cleaned up by his father for a whole day, so he was a little scared, but he paused for a moment.

Little Lingbao climbed onto the table holding his own small bowl.

A bowl full of rice covered Ling Sheng's head...

This is just great.

Ling Cheng also jumped up, grabbed his job bowl, and threw it at little Ling Bao's face.

Unexpectedly, little Lingbao was nimble, fast and ruthless. While dodging, he grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into Lingcheng's mouth.

Ling Sheng was dragged away by Ling Yanhua, with the chicken leg stuffed in his mouth: "Ummmmmm——"

He kicked his legs wildly and kicked over the stool.

The chicken legs spat out, and he roared: "I'll kill you! I'll kill you broom star!"

Snapped!
Old man, put down the bowl heavily.

In the restaurant, it was instantly quiet.

Ling Yanhua had already covered Ling Sheng's mouth.

"Housekeeper," the old man said with a dark face, "Go, let the kitchen cook, come here and cook ten plates of bracken and winter melon!"

(End of this chapter)